Do not try to change to another site, do not try to shut down your
computer, for the next half hour, I control all you think and feel…and
all that time I’ll be talking about Yarissa and her obsession with Chad
[Theme:] "How you remind me"
We enter to see a girl sitting in front of the tv. She is watching the
unplugged show of Nickleback, nearly drooling over the screen. Her short wavy
dark blond hair hanging loosely to her shoulders as she gazes into
Nickleback's frontman Chad Kroeger's eyes.
She sighs and smiles dreamily in the distance. Her blue eyes are glazed
over and she seems to be in some sort of trance. Suddenly the images
freeze and then slowly blink out, reduced to a little dot.
"Mo-om!" she calls out.
"What is it, dear?"
"There's something wrong with the VCR!! It won't play my Nickleback
"Honey, you could star in that video... haven't you seen it
"You can never see enough Chad Kroeger."
"And you don't think that's unhealthy? To idolise that man in
such a manner?"
"It's not unhealthy!" Yarissa called out, got up and left for her room,
slamming all doors she encountered on her way.
Inside her room, rightly decorated with posters and other Nickleback
memorabilia, Yarissa felt her peace of mind return. She had a tv there and
a VCR. She went to her shelves and selected another one of Chad Kroeger's
choice performances. If her mother didn't like her watching downstairs
she'd watch them here. See if she'd care.
Nickleback Concert: The Movie
Feasting on popcorn, soda and of course the always delectable Chad
Kroeger, Yarissa was having a blast. She was glued to the screen and
chiselled every move Chad made in her brain. Suddenly a weird glow
appeared inside the screen, inside the concert almost. But that couldn't
be. There weren't white spots on at this time in the video. Yarissa knew.
Arching closer to the screen, she suddenly felt a weird pull. Before she
could stop herself, Yarissa was drawn closer and closer. And then, before
she could even scream, she was gone.
/Director's voice: "Yarissa? I think that ending might need some
serious rewriting. No-one's going to belief theis girl got suckd into the
tv to meet her idol. Yarissa? Where are you?"
/Assistant: "I... think she's gone, sir."
/Assistant: "The TV."
Yarissa looked around dazed. The last thing she could remember was saying
her lines and preparing for the visual effect smoke and sounds that would
signal her trip through the tv. But now she was outside, enjoying a
pleasant breeze. What had happened?
"Oh no..." she groaned, "I fainted!"
"You did indeed." A voice beside her said, "You just
appeared out of nowhere and collapsed on the beach."
"There aren't any beaches near the tv-studios." Yarissa answered
"There aren't any tv-studios around here, we're lucky to even have
the special movie screen Lucas brought in.
"Who'se Lucas?" Yarissa asked.
"Only one of the Laedrysses, but I expect you wouldn't know that."
It is only now that Yarissa looks up at the woman speaking to her. She is
about Yarissa's age, a late teen, early twen, with short black hair,
dressed all in blue. But there's something about her clothes that makes
her seem off. None of the clothes she recognises, there are no brand names
on them, no trademark symbols. Just patterns and... is that
"Where am I?" Yarissa asks.
"At Lantessama of course... didn't you do anything to get here?"
"No... I was standing in front of a tv and then I was here."
"Strange... maybe you should talk to a Laedrys about that."
"What in God's name is a Laedrys?"
"I believe the old English term is leader. The people running this
"Where can I find one of those...."
"Try going round the mountain to the greenhouse. Laedrys Cyan is
bound to be working. You seem like a plant person."
"A plant person?"
"Never mind." the young woman says, turning around and
From the sky a dark blue form descends. The beast flaps his wings to
soften it's landing before it finally sets it's paws on the ground.
"Feet." she suddenly hears, "I'm a noble animal... if you
could call me an animal at all. I prefer entity. And I have an advice for
you, little girl. Visit the holiday cavern. You might find what you need
"The Holiday Cavern?"
But the voice has gone. Yarissa shrugs. Maybe this leader-type person, Lae-whatever
would know what talking voices in your head meant and where to find the
holiday cavern. The thought occurred to Yarissa that she had fainted and
gotten into a coma or something, dreaming of a world that existed only in
her mind. Yarissa was surprised at what she had conjured up.
The walk around the mountain was tediously long, considering that this all
was a dream... but maybe comas were different from dreams. Either way, her
mind was still functioning if it could measure distance and time. Finally
she reached a set of glass greenhouses surrounded by flower patches and
groups of trees. The little valley situated between two low hillsides was
absolutely heavenly and Yarissa lingered for a moment before heading in.
"Hello?" she asks.
"Who is it?" she hears a call from deeper in the maze.
"My name's Yarissa, they told me to visit you."
"Oh." A head popped up next to her, "I'm Cyan... why did
you need me?"
"I came here... don't exactly know how, and some girl said I looked
like a plant person." Yarissa said, making no effort to explain it.
"I see." Cyan said, "Anything else I should know?"
"Oh, I heard a voice, it said I should visit the holiday
"Drats... The colour of the voice was blue I reckon?" Cyan
"How did you.... oh right, you're part of the dream too." the
"I'm part of nobody's dreams... well maybe my husband's, but not
"How can you be sure?"
"Because I'm certain you can't figure out what number I'm thinking
"Is it 5?"
"32, you were way off. Proof enough for you?"
"This could all be a trick by my head."
"Could you really come up with genetically altered plants mixed with
dragon DNA on a world drawn in the Elsewhere which we saved by bringing
the dragons to it?"
"I don't think so. This place is very real. And if you were found by
Saranna, who I think you talked to earlier, and her dragon Eklith, then I
think I cannot interest you in a plant dragon. You obviously came here for
a Valentine dragon."
"A Valentine dragon?"
"Yes, do you have anyone you care about more deeply then
"There is one... but he's unreachable."
"Ahh! Very soap-like! This will be perfect."
"What is his name?"
"How did you know!"
"We're not completely cut off... Could you bring me back the latest
album when you return home? Or make a copy of it? I'm always lagging on my
cd collection and I'd like to add cd's as much as I can... and Nickleback
is one of my favourite groups."
Yarissa left the greenhouse, armed with another set of directions and a
description of the man she was supposed to look for. A description that
sounded odd like a certain singer she adored. Wavy blond hair, brown eyes
and tall. But before she could get to this Lucas guy, she had to cross the
She decided to walk straight through a field of flowers to cut some
distance from her route.
When she reached solid ground again, she was covered with 4 small
creatures, hanging from her neck, arms and back.
Names TBA, as well as two more fazzles :p
"Leave one arm open you 4!" Yarissa
called out, "That's the arm reserved for Chaddie!"
As if the plant-critters knew what she was talking about they left her
right arm open and covered her entire left side.
Walking with the 4 critters was surprisingly easy. They hardly weighed a
thing and they helped her keep branches and leaves out of her hair and
face. The only thing irritating about them was their constant squirming.
Maybe she should let them have her right arm too.
Yarissa reached the grass plain again that Cyan had called the center of
the Isle. Yarissa crossed it, ignoring the strange looks she got, attracted
by her 4 fazzles, though she didn't know then what they were. Finally she
saw a man who resembled the Nickleback Lead Singer uncannily.
"Lucas?" she called.
The man turned, smiled at her with his perfectly white teeth and she was
"What did you need?" Lucas asked.
"You visited Cyan..." he started for her, pointing at the
Yarissa nodded, "And she told me to come here."
"Ok. Then I assume you're here to hear about the Valentine
"Ok, Please follow me, but try to keep your eyes from falling out. Am
I wearing something of yours? Anything I should know?"
"You look like someone... I know."
"That's odd... well everyone has a doppelganger running around."
Lucas said, smiling again.
"I suppose so."
[The Sequel: Hatching]
Lucas carefully went down the ladder that elevated him to the ceiling of the
holiday cavern. He had finished putting up the last of the decorations that would
transform his little part of Tri Peak Isle into a lover's paradise... well a
Cardboard figures of most historical and modern-day Earth soap characters
lined the walls, hearts hung from the ceiling and white-red-pink guirlandes
streamed down from every possible side. The food tables were covered by
pastel pink cloths and white curtains covered the bare rock of the walls of
the cavern. All in all the place looked far too pink for any man to enjoy,
but the hatchlings would love it. It was just the type of environment
-classic high school dance style- that they craved for.
Outside on the beach the large movie-screen had been set up to show old
episodes of soap series and later that night, some classic romantic movies.
Muted sounds of gasps and screams trickled down in the cavern, even with the
walls covered in cloth. There must be quite a large crowd watching the
episodes. Of course, soaps were addictive, Lucas knew that if he went out he
might stay there too... always trying to find out what was going to happen
next in the absurdness of it all.
Candidates trickled in, most of them the usual colourful batch that always
showed up for these events. Lots of wacky humans, a pink vampire and even...
a rukel. The Laedrysses had seen the interesting creatures before, some of
the resident riders had acquired one or two, but they had never dreamed one
would be able to bond. What would be next? Mutated fazzles?
Two eggs spilled onto the sands, knocked over by a previous pair. Two
males falling out of the shattered shells.
The two had not much pink in their hides and stood out in the decorated
room. The pale yellow-bluish one was the first to make his move. He sailed
past his brother, the tables with food, though he couldn't resist to sniff
the smells radiating from them, and several of the candidates before he
"How you remind me..." he
"Could it be?" the girl in
front of the opal-dawn dragon asked herself.
"The name's Chad."
"Chad... My Chad?"
"Feeling way too damn good."
Yarissa would have danced if she had had the room. She would have sung her
favourite songs if she would have dared... but nothing, absolutely nothing
could compare to what she was experiencing now. She was in heaven.
Opal-Dawn Chad (m)
[Beyond the Movie: Adulthood]
"Chad Honey!" Yarissa called.
"Give it a rest, I know you only call me that
because it makes it look like you're together with your idol."
Chad said, "What do you want now?"
Yarissa pouted, "I like you too."
"Really now?" Chad asked.
"Enough that you'd let me do whatever I want?"
"Of course. You're free to do as you please. As long as you sing with that
awesome voice of yours."
"Then, I'm taping over your Chad kroeger concert
"See you don't like me."
"Anything else, but not that..."
"Then we're going for a mating flight."
"Eeeeh!!! You mean trying to fly a dragon with a rider other that isn't
"You said I was free to do..."
"You're free to go out and get an icecream."
"I want to fly." Chad crooned with his
deepest, most aluuring voice.
Yarissa felt weak in the knees.
"Face it, Chad won't be coming. He wouldn't have
a female dragon. And I have needs."
She couldn't resist that voice.
This page was compiled by Laedrys Trix for her sister who is waaay to happy when she sees a Nickleback clip.
All images found on the world wide web, and song playing is called 'How
you remind me', which of course is a Nickleback song, I wanted to find
another one, but this was the only good one I could find *sigh*